Love Apartment: Yifei is my junior aunt

Chapter 65 Zeng Xiaoxian is so cool!

Compared to Guan Gu, who was suffering greatly, Zeng Xiaoxian was actually in pretty good spirits at this time.

Long before the group of women started their search as if no one else was around, he had already huddled in a corner of the living room with Curry Sauce, who was being squeezed and was feeling dizzy.

Zi Qiao's ex-girlfriends also saw the two of them, but it was obvious at a glance that there was no way anyone else was hiding where Zeng Xiaoxian and Curry Sauce were squatting. Zeng Xiaoxian also had an attitude of "do whatever you want, mind your own business," so they naturally chose to ignore this little corner.

After all, there are already a lot of idiots in the world who believe in the existence of Ant-Man.

The two of them squatted there, watching as Zi Qiao's dozen or so ex-girlfriends turned 3602 into a complete mess.

Zeng Xiaoxian admired the group of curvaceous and beautiful women, stroking his chin with a curious expression: "How do you think Ziqiao managed to have so many ex-girlfriends, none of whom were unattractive?"

"That's normal. If a scumbag doesn't want you to be pretty, have a good figure, or be soft-spoken and easy to seduce."

"Do you think I'd be after you for your beauty, intelligence, thrift, and resourcefulness?"

Curry sauce succinctly exposed the true nature of this scumbag.

"That's true." Xiaoxian nodded, a hint of jealousy in her voice: "That bastard Lu Ziqiao is a real fucking bastard!"

"I feel like your tone isn't criticizing his moral depravity, but rather complaining that he has the skills but doesn't teach his brothers a few tricks."

Curry Sauce muttered, "You absolutely mustn't follow Ziqiao's example, or Sister Yifei will definitely beat you to death."

Zeng Xiaoxian retorted righteously, "Nonsense! Do you think I'm that kind of person?"

"...Besides, at my age, it wouldn't be a problem for me to learn some dating skills with girls, would it? I'm not like Ziqiao who changes girlfriends faster than he changes clothes." He muttered to himself.

He's still single at his age, and his parents are bombarding him with calls urging him to get married.

Curry Sauce looked down on Zi Qiao's crooked methods: "Teacher Zeng, can't you just be down-to-earth and have a proper relationship?"

"I'd like to, but who's willing to talk to me?"

"Sister Yifei, aren't you two a good match?"

"...Curry, I want to be in a relationship, not to die."

The two were chatting away when a clumsy young woman nearly knocked over the large potted plant next to them.

Curry Sauce quickly steadied the potted plant, giving the beautiful woman who had walked away without a care in the world a resentful look.

"Why are all these people like this?"

"Stay calm."

Zeng Xiaoxian comforted him, "Think about it, what if you had a boyfriend and he cheated on you?"

"Then one day you find his address online and discover he's a total scumbag, the kind who's had at least a platoon of ex-girlfriends. What would you do?"

"I might... pretend I'm blind and cry myself to sleep all night."

Curry Sauce suddenly realized, "Teacher Zeng, I understand! You're trying to tell me to have empathy. They've already suffered so much; we should be more understanding and considerate of them, right?"

"That's bullshit!"

Zeng Xiaoxian continued, "If Hu Yifei were the victim of that question, what would she have done?"

"Then Brother Qiao is doomed. Even if he escapes to the ends of the earth, Sister Yifei will hunt him down."

"Now you understand, right?" Zeng Xiaoxian spread his hands. "Think about it again, is your ex-girlfriend, who came to settle scores with Ziqiao, more like you, or more like Hu Yifei?"

The curry sauce finally understood.

Zeng Xiaoxian earnestly educated Curry Sauce: "There are already many miserable people in this world. Isn't it miserable for us to be forced to squat here and tremble?"

"Why didn't they show any understanding or consideration for us, and put things back in their place after searching?"

"And no matter how miserable they are, that doesn't give them the right to use some noble and righteous reason to harm other unrelated people."

Zeng Xiaoxian became more and more agitated as he spoke: "Does being cheated on by a scumbag mean that you can be like the Imperial Guards and turn someone else's shared apartment up and down, inside and out? Does being cheated on by a scumbag mean that you can be like a bandit and rudely search a stranger's body?"

"Just because they are victims, does that mean they can ignore the harm they have caused to others?"

"Is there no law anymore?! Is there no justice?!"

As Zeng Xiaoxian's tone rose higher and higher, the entire 3602 room fell into a deathly silence. Only then did Xiaoxian notice that everyone in the suite had unknowingly focused their attention on him because of his overly impassioned voice.

"Um... how about you just pretend I didn't say anything?" Seeing Zi Qiao's ex-girlfriends staring at him menacingly, Xiao Xian immediately chickened out.

"No way, since you're so good at talking, then say more," a girl who looked arrogant and domineering said haughtily.

Zeng Xiaoxian said ingratiatingly, "Since you want me to say more, I will."

Actually, I am the host of an emotional radio program called "Your Moon, My Heart".

"Ladies, it's really not good to see you all so troubled by love."

"Why don't you try talking to me, a professional?"

The spoiled and arrogant girl sneered, "Heh, 'Your Moon, My Heart'? What kind of trashy radio program is that? Never heard of it."

Zeng Xiaoxian was so angry he wanted to grind his teeth.

Another beautiful woman, who looked unapproachable, chimed in, "Exactly! What right does a trashy radio host from some unknown, garbage show have to criticize us?"

As soon as the two of them started talking, the living room became noisy again.

"Yeah, we did barge in for a reason. We came to teach that scumbag a lesson and to rid the world of this scoundrel."

"We've been looking for Lü Xiaobu for so long and haven't found him. He must have been hidden somewhere by these people. He must be an accomplice of that scumbag. We haven't even caused him any trouble yet, and he's already accusing us."

"A scumbag's accomplice might also be a scumbag."

"So, wouldn't teaching him a lesson be considered doing a service to the people?"

"Teach him a lesson, then force him to tell us where Xiao Bu is."

"Just teaching him a lesson is too lenient. How can such a scumbag be a host and corrupt the audience? We must report him."

"Yes, report him, and make him publicly apologize to us on that lousy show of his."

In an instant, the ex-girlfriends became agitated and began to criticize Zeng Xiaoxian.

The process of teaching a lesson, interrogating, reporting, and forcing an apology was planned and executed flawlessly.

Of course, not all ex-girlfriends are like this, but the number of girls with normal values ​​is far too small compared to the entire group of ex-girlfriends.

So their voices defending Zeng Xiaoxian and their advice to calm everyone down were drowned out by the angry accusations from the other crowd.

Curry Sauce tugged at Zeng Xiaoxian's sleeve and whispered, "Teacher Zeng, why don't you run first?"

Zeng Xiaoxian was so angry that he laughed instead.

Run? Why should I run? Do I owe them anything?!

Besides, what's the point of running?

They're all planning to report me to the radio station and ruin my livelihood. If I run away again, I'll become their grandson!

Zeng Xiaoxian was so angry that his face turned red and his whole body trembled.

He originally intended to wait until his ex-girlfriends had vented before reasoning with them.

As a result, Xiaoxian himself gained a profound understanding of a principle.

No matter what legitimate reason or excuse is used to carry out violence, violence is violence, and there is no justice to speak of.

And if you don't choose to stop it immediately, but instead try to do what you did and wait for them to vent their anger before speaking to them politely.

Then you will find that violence eventually evolves into an unstoppable wave.

Zeng Xiaoxian was very angry, indignant, and annoyed.

It's not just because he was falsely accused of being a scumbag, or because his show was looked down upon.

What's even more outrageous is that they actually wanted to report him to the radio station, make him lose his job, and force him to apologize in public, thus solidifying his reputation as a scumbag.

I know I have an audition tomorrow night, and if I pass, I can become the TV host I've always dreamed of being.

Xiaoxian is just one step away from realizing his life's value and dreams, just one last day away.

Even Zeng Xiaoxian wasn't sure if this was his only chance in his life.

If I miss this opportunity, I may never be able to appear on camera again.

Both Xiaoxian and his friends put in a lot of effort to succeed in this final audition.

To prepare for this final audition, I would come home from get off work in the early hours of the morning and read the script over and over again, memorizing, reciting, and reciting it, striving for perfection in every word, pronunciation, and rhythm.

Xiaoxian has almost lost count of how many nights he hasn't had a proper rest.

Nanfeng also went to great lengths to prepare for his audition, borrowing a professional camera, providing psychological counseling, helping him review the script, and using his exceptional talent in voice to point out his shortcomings again and again, pointing out the direction for his improvement.

Even someone with such a bad memory as Nanfeng has almost memorized his script, let alone the fact that he was still thinking about his audition even when he was sick.

There's also curry sauce and Guan Gu (a type of grain).

Despite it being a precious Saturday off, they worked tirelessly and without complaint, accompanying me again and again to help me find my footing in front of the camera, encouraging me not to be nervous and to relax.

And yet you actually wanted it.

They actually tried to ruin my job and career, and destroy my dreams and life!

Then don't blame me for fighting you to the death.

I dare to confront even Hu Yifei, so who do you guys think you are?

"Shut up!"

Zeng Xiaoxian shouted, suppressing the noise in the entire living room all by himself.

So you just want me to talk a little more? Then I'll tell you more!

But since I'm being asked to speak, then only my voice can be heard here.

Because I, Zeng Xiaoxian, am the host.

I should be the sole leader on this stage!

Zeng Xiaoxian slowly stood up, gradually transforming his hunched figure from a half-squatting position into one with his head held high and chest out.

Under his fierce aura, even the most unreasonable person would be terrified and dare not utter a sound.

He walked step by step to the very center of the living room, looking down at the group of Zi Qiao's ex-girlfriends who were gathered in a semi-circle in front of him.

"Who taught you to be so brazen as to rummage through other people's homes, ignoring the homeowner, just to find someone you can't even be sure is here?"

"Who taught you to be so lawless, ignoring the homeowner and searching him from head to toe against his will in someone else's residence?"

"Who gave you the right to act so lawlessly in someone else's home, disregarding the homeowner, spouting nonsense and making up baseless accusations, and ruining someone's life based on your unfounded guesses?"

Look me in the eye and answer me!

Zeng Xiaoxian's eyes widened in anger, and his pent-up rage finally erupted.

"Why are you being so fierce? Don't you know that...?" The spoiled and domineering girl who started it all spoke up.

However, Zeng Xiaoxian caught her movement out of the corner of his eye, turned around and looked directly at her, interrupting her speech.

"Do you know that breaking into a private residence and robbing property is a crime?"

What if the chance of being able to respond to an emergency is zero?

Then let's prevent unexpected events from happening.

To control everything at one's own pace, or to make the entire stage follow one's own rhythm.

This is precisely the ability to control the flow of a show that Zeng Xiaoxian, as a host, lacked the most. But in this desperate situation, Zeng Xiaoxian finally had an epiphany.

As the host, everything has to proceed according to my schedule.

I'm not here to debate with you, to conduct an interview, or to interact with you.

I'm here today to yell at you guys!

Why should I let you speak? Why should I let you talk?

"When did we break into a private residence? When did we..." The other, more difficult-to-get-along-with beauty spoke up, but Zeng Xiaoxian turned her around and stared directly at her, abruptly interrupting the conversation.

"Just as you can accuse me of being a scumbag without any evidence, I can also accuse you of breaking into a private residence and robbing property without any evidence."

"No, I have evidence."

Zeng Xiaoxian pointed to the mess in 3602: "You messed up the whole suite. There are your fingerprints and footprints everywhere. The elevator camera should have evidence that you came to 3602 with ill intentions. These are all physical evidence."

"As for witnesses, I also have them."

"Is it, Guan Gu, curry?"

Guan Gu and Curry looked terrified, as if they had seen a ghost, but belatedly realized and nodded repeatedly: "Yes."

"See? If you think witnesses aren't enough, all the tenants on this floor can testify for me."

"You're framing me..." another ex-girlfriend spoke up, but was interrupted by a fierce glare.

"I'm just copying you guys," Zeng Xiaoxian said softly. "If you think about it carefully, you should know whether the process you just discussed could ruin a person."

"Then what makes you think that this ruined person can't do anything but obediently let you ruin them? Can't they just give up and ruin your lives too?"

"Don't believe him, there are more of us, and besides..."

"I know there are many of you, but what's the use of having many people?"

"Are you going to hit me? I'll stand here and let you hit me. After you're done, I'll call the police. You won't even need witnesses to prove that you broke into my home."

"By the way, although I don't hit women, my girlfriend is a black belt in Taekwondo and is invincible. If you really make a move, she can send you all to the hospital in self-defense."

Zeng Xiaoxian gradually began to realize another quality of a host: lying without batting an eye.

This made Curry and Guan Gu look at each other with new eyes. How could a person evolve to such a level in an instant?

"Are you trying to compete on public opinion? At least I have a TV station behind me. Our TV station has wanted to promote me for a long time, but we haven't found an opportunity yet. Now is the perfect time. Controversy generates buzz, and buzz generates fame."

"At that time, I'll have the entire TV station behind me to wage a media war against you, and everyone at the station will thank you. This topic alone will be enough to keep our station raking in traffic for a whole year!"

Zeng Xiaoxian started spouting nonsense. He had figured it out: among the people in front of him, the weaker you were, the stronger they were; the stronger you were, the weaker they were.

As long as you can wave the flag better than they can, they can't do anything about it.

"By the way, even if you honestly fight the case in court, you still can't beat me. My friend's godmother is one of the most famous lawyers in Shanghai. Even if she's not good at this kind of case, she can still introduce us to a top lawyer in this field."

"I really don't understand what era we live in, still spouting this 'you're weak, so you're right' nonsense?"

Xiao Xian turned to a girl who was furtively trying to press her phone button and said, "What's wrong? Planning to record this? You should have said so earlier. I want evidence too, otherwise I'll sue you and you won't even know who you are."

"Guan Gu, go to the bedroom and get the camera. They'll record audio, we'll record video. We're not afraid of real evidence!"

"Curry, go call Yifei over. No one's leaving until we figure out who's right and who's wrong!"

"No need, you've made such a commotion, how could we not come and take a look?" Yifei, Zhanbo, and Wanyu had arrived at the door of 3602 at some point.

"They're bullying us because we outnumber them, they're even trying to bully our Love Apartment! Let's see who dares to do that!" Yifei said, pulling out a telescopic baton and then breaking it in half right in front of her ex-girlfriends.

The baton landed with a crisp, metallic sound.

This completely extinguished the interest of some ex-girlfriends who had ulterior motives.

"Sister Yifei, when did you arrive?" Curry Sauce happily ran to Yifei's side seeking protection, her previously humble demeanor instantly replaced by confidence.

Yifei patted Curry Sauce's head and gave Zeng Xiaoxian a meaningful look: "I've been here since someone said he had a super cute and beautiful girlfriend with a black belt in Taekwondo who was invincible."

Zeng Xiaoxian was embarrassed and almost lost his composure.

Also, this incredibly cute and beautiful woman probably didn't say that herself, right?

You're just making a scene for yourself.

As Guan Gu brought over the video camera and started filming, Zeng Xiaoxian continued, "The video camera is right here. Don't worry, this equipment is very professional. It's so professional that the court can easily determine whether the video has been tampered with. Isn't that fair and just enough?"

"So now, there's no need to worry about false accusations or slander. I'll ask my question again."

"Who taught you to be so brazen as to rummage through other people's homes, ignoring the homeowner, just to find someone you can't even be sure is here?"

"Who taught you to be so lawless, ignoring the homeowner and searching him from head to toe against his will in someone else's residence?"

"Who gave you the right to act so lawlessly in someone else's home, disregarding the homeowner, spouting nonsense and making up baseless accusations, and ruining someone's life based on your unfounded guesses?"

"Look me in the eye, and answer me honestly! Answer me!"

Zeng Xiaoxian looked at the silent crowd and chuckled, "I really don't know what happened between you and Lü Xiaobu, but every wrong has its perpetrator and every debt its debtor. If Lü Xiaobu owes you something, go find Lü Xiaobu."

"If he cheats you out of money, you can sue him for fraud. If he cheats you out of your virtue, you can sue him for fraud. Even if you curse and criticize him online, as long as it is something he did, it is the price he deserves."

"But you can't use the excuse of teaching Lü Xiaobu a lesson to mess around here. Otherwise, what's the difference between you and him?"

Clap clap clap, thunderous applause.

Surprisingly, the first to applaud were a few of the "pure" individuals from the ex-girlfriends' group. They had consistently denied the possibility of banging on the door during the earlier discussion, and later, during the search, they simply sat on the sofa watching others. In fact, they were the ones who had been protecting Xiaoxian's reputation until the very end.

Their voices were very soft, so soft that they were lost in the angry crowd.

Their voices were very loud because they could only hear their own voices from beginning to end, and were not affected by others.

Those upright individuals kept apologizing to Xiaoxian and the others.

"That's well said." They nodded with a smile. "Although we were looking for an answer from Xiaobu, and we don't know how things turned out like this, we can accept this answer now."

"We are very sorry to have disturbed your lives. We will help tidy up the suite."

"Also, we hope you can help us tell Xiao Bu to get lost."

"We've let him go, and we hope that one day he can let himself go too."

Guan Gu bowed to them as well. It was these girls who had helped him rescue himself when those three idiots had groped him.

Xiao Xian smiled and gestured to the girl with the clear stream, then turned to the remaining girls: "And what about you guys?"

"Tell me, what do you want us to do?" The power of a group is unstoppable when it is strong, but it can also crumble instantly when it is weak.

With those few upright girls turning against them, this once-aggressive group finally surrendered.

"Apologize to the three of us, clean up the house, and I don't want to see myself get a report, otherwise I'll follow the cameras to find you."

"sorry."

……

After seeing off the last of Zi Qiao's ex-girlfriends, they looked at the 3602, which had been restored to its original cleanliness.

Zeng Xiaoxian let out a long breath and plopped down on the ground.

"Phew, that scared me to death... I'm exhausted."

Hu Yifei stared at Zeng Xiaoxian, her eyes filled with rare admiration.

"I never would have guessed, Zeng Xiaoxian, that you have such a manly side."

"That's right." Zeng Xiaoxian tossed his hair triumphantly and tidied his hairstyle.

"How is it? Doesn't Brother Xian look handsome today?"

Everyone gave him a thumbs up without prior arrangement.

"He's absolutely stunning!"

This is a super long chapter of 6000 words. I originally wanted to stop at the part where Zeng Xiaoxian told me to shut up, but I'm afraid people will send me razor blades if I do that.

Please rest assured, although the author sometimes likes to write in a slightly depressing style, I am really not a sadist.

Ziqiao and Meijia are probably the most troublesome couple. The main problem is that changing Ziqiao's character takes time. I firmly believe that you can't change a scumbag just with candy; you also need a machete. Only by using both candy and machete together can it be effective.

If you cut too hard with a machete, it will taste even sweeter when you feed him sugar.

Also, the initial order is a little over three hundred, and the average order is around two hundred and fifty.

Thank you everyone.

The author has nothing of value to offer, so he can only try his best to repay everyone with more words and better quality.

Please give me your support and feedback. This will help suppress the author's pretentious, artsy tendencies, hahaha.

Acknowledgments will also be released irregularly next week.

It's unlikely the author will write nearly 10,000 words on Saturday and Sunday like today, but don't worry, we'll continue on Monday.

(End of this chapter)